Invincible, Starting From 100,000 Clones

woo woo woo...

The cry was in the darkness, as if the old ghost from the deepest part of hell was whimpering, sad and mournful.

Between heaven and earth seems to follow the cry, making people feel like hell.

The gloomy and cold aura reverberated within a hundred miles, forming a field of resentment.

Those who are selected into the field, even saints, cannot break free, and will fall into it and cannot extricate themselves.

Ooooooo!

A group of frightened little beasts inadvertently broke into the invisible and colorless field, and suddenly a large amount of black gas came out of their bodies. They were instantly controlled by the terrible resentment in the field, and they walked towards the deepest part of the field step by step.

roar roar...

When the beasts outside the field saw this scene, they were so frightened that they kept retreating and made a sound of fear.

Of course, these are all beasts with very weak consciousness. As for beasts with a little intelligence, they dare not approach this place at night.

Within the entire sect of Martial God Dao Sect, every night, there will be terrifying cries, which are extremely sad, and can be turned into a field of terror, making any living being lost.

The area where the resentment was formed was better during the day, but once it was night, it was extremely terrifying.

Even if a sage-level powerhouse like Dapeng King stumbled into it, it would be difficult for him to wake up for a while.

At this time, Lin Fan and Dapeng Wang's eyes were dim, and their bodies were enveloped in boundless resentment.

They seem to have turned into puppets of resentment, step by step toward the source of the cry in the deepest darkness, to worship the owner of the cry.

dong dong dong!

dong dong dong...

Lin Fan and Dapeng Wang took heavy steps and completely lost their consciousness.

At this time, what they saw in front of them was completely different from the outside world. They saw figures with strong breath standing on the ground of Wushen Daozong.

The Martial God Dao Sect in front of them is not a ruin, nor is it a ruin, but a scene when the Martial God Dao Sect was at its strongest.

"Is this the Martial God Dao Sect? What a terrible sect, the weakest are the supernatural powerhouses, and the auras of the strongest ones are all at the level of saints... There are so many in the king's realm. …”

Lin Fan was completely shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.

Such a strong lineup, such a powerful strength, truly deserves the name of the No. 1 Great Sect in the Eight Desolate Dao Regions five thousand years ago.

"I really didn't expect that the Martial God Daoist Sect could have such terrifying strength in the post-desolate era! You must know that the Dao of Heaven and Earth is now incomplete, and cultivation is extremely difficult, even if it is the immortal inheritance of all parties and the Holy Master and Emperor on the bright side of the Holy Land God Dynasty. Lord, it's nothing but the Great Perfection of the Secret Realm of Divine Ability!"

"In this era when the king's realm is a hidden ancestor, they can actually give birth to so many king's realm and saints, and even that breath is better than the saint king-level abyss demon that Chao Lao defeated. To be strong... Could it be the existence of a holy king?"

The picture in front of Lin Fan's eyes was so real that he could hear the cheering shouts of every Martial God Taoist cultivator, and could even clearly sense the aura emanating from them.

The suzerain of the Martial God Dao Sect, who was headed by him, summoned the whole sect at this time, and gave an impassioned shout in the name of the number one sect of the Eight Wastelands.

His heart is higher than the sky, and he wants to lead the Martial God Taoist Sect to fight the eternal life tomb in the forbidden area of ​​life, to find the secret of longevity.

The suzerain of the Wushen Dao Sect was a middle-aged man with a straight back. He stood there like an immortal monument, possessing an unparalleled appeal that made all the cultivators of the Wushen Dao Sect boil.

"My generation of cultivators practiced with heaven-defying purposes, bucking the creation of heaven and earth, and building a road to longevity!" "However, the ancient emperor was amazing, invincible in the world, and could not escape the fate of death!"

"The ultimate goal that you and other monks cultivate is nothing more than immortality, the same longevity as the heaven and the earth, and the same splendor as the sun and the moon!"

"My Martial God Dao Sect is destined to live forever, and my Martial God Dao Sect cultivator is destined to live forever and be brilliant forever!"

"Today, my Martial God Dao Sect has entered the immortal mansion of immortality with the power of the sect, and I will not return the secret of immortality!"

The sect master of Wushen Dao sect is like a god descending to earth, like a god in the world, and he exudes a terrifying breath. He stands there and becomes the god of Wushen Dao sect.

At this time, he gave an order, and hundreds of thousands of monks of the Martial God Dao Sect raised their arms and shouted, extremely excited.

They believe in their suzerain, and believe that the Martial God Taoist Sect will definitely be able to obtain the secret of longevity from the Immortal Mansion of Longevity.

"No longevity secret, swear not to return it!"

"No longevity secret, swear not to return it!"

"No longevity secret, swear not to return it!"

"..."

Hundreds of thousands of Wushen Taoist cultivators roared loudly, the fighting spirit was earth-shattering, the sky roared, the Earthquake swayed, and the momentum was earth-shattering.

"Okay! Everyone obeys the order and sets off with this Sect Master!"

At this time, the sect master of the Martial God Dao Sect, who was like a god, flew directly into the sky, and took the lead to fly to the Immortal Palace of Longevity.

Behind him, several powerful saints, a group of powerful kings, and hundreds of thousands of cultivators of the Martial God Taoist Sect followed closely.

In this way, no one in the entire Martial God Dao Sect stayed behind, and all of them had a common goal, carrying the dream of longevity, and slaughtered into the forbidden place of life known as the Longevity Tomb.

"Martial God Dao Sect is really heart-raising, such a feat, it is amazing, people can't help but follow the blood..."

Lin Fan said to himself that he was completely immersed in that hot-blooded atmosphere at this time, unable to extricate himself.

Even he has no doubts about the words of the sect master of the Martial God Sect. He believes that the man can do everything, and can lead the Martial God Dao Sect to enter the deepest part of the immortal mansion of immortality, obtain the mystery of immortality, and let the Wushen Dao Sect live forever in the world. Immortal.

"Sect Master can definitely do it! He is the reincarnation of a god, he is omnipotent, and he can definitely lead the Martial God Dao Sect to endless glory..."

Lin Fan said to himself, he didn't know at all, at this time he was not himself at all, but a saint who followed behind the Wushen Taoist sect master.

Beside him, there are several saints, all of them are elders of Wushen Dao sect, but they and all the monks of Wushen Dao sect, Normal, are full of absolute confidence in the figure of Normal, which is like a god.

They unconditionally believed in that stalwart figure, and even if they were told to die, they would not have any complaints.

As soon as the screen changed, hundreds of thousands of cultivators of the Martial God Dao Sect finally arrived outside the Immortal Palace of Longevity. With the sect master shouting loudly, everyone rushed into it without hesitation.

The Martial God Dao Sect is too strong, and it is like killing a god, no one can stop it!

However, under the power of the strange order of the Immortal Palace of Longevity, their bodies were aging rapidly. Countless cultivators did not go deep enough, but they became old people, and finally died of old age.

But no one flinched, and they rushed to the deepest part of the Immortal Mansion without fear of death.

As they went deeper, each cultivator died of old age and turned into dead bones.

But this journey did not end here, and no one stopped. There was unimaginable firmness in their eyes, and with madness, they followed the stalwart figure and moved forward without hesitation...